Captive Of My Mafia Crush Novels & Stories

He dared to enjoy himself after disrespecting my property! Gaith quickly turned due to the explosive sound from the door and almost stumbled. "No... no." He took a few steps back and nearly tripped over his settee. "Do you know who I am?" I smirked at him when I noticed the fear in his large eyes. "N-n-n-no." "Well, I guess this isn't your lucky day." I took a few steps closer and bent down toward him on the floor. "I am the mafia. I am the capo of Chicago. Do you get that now?"

I took a sharp breath before shooting him a menacing glare. "No!!" I bursted. "I wasn't watching what you think I was watching." "Really?" he quirked his amused brows. "I was reading a book more specifically a Mafia book. To be aware of the dangers I may have to face as I'm staying with you.." I pointed my finger to him with my eyes narrowed into a hard glare. "...CEO slash Mafia slash criminal slash smuggler slash girl trafficker." "Ohh!!" "Yes, ohhh!" I mimicked him.

My chest, my head, my ears, and annoyingly, even between my legs. “What the fuck, Chiara,” I scold myself, burying my face in the pillow and letting out a muffled scream. What in the blazing hell was that all about? He’s a mafia boss, so that makes him a murderer. He literally kept me captive here. Sure, he tried to spare me, but who’s to say he won’t do anything worse than straight up just shooting me in the head? Not to mention that the man may quite literally be something inhuman.

‘I am a Victim. One dreadful night, I woke up. I was blindfolded with a tie and my hands knotted with thick rope. I was captured by a ruthless Italian-American Mafia. My father owed him a huge amount of money and he was going to get it back by breaking me into pieces until I was completely ruined. He was the deadliest, merciless and most handsome man I had ever known and I was his muse for his cruel pleasure. And in twisted ways... I got to like it. DARK MAFIA ROMANCE.

The curtain rods were bolted down. Even the bathroom mirror was shatterproof. Dominic Voss had prepared this prison well. The mate bond hummed beneath my skin, a constant awareness of him somewhere in this massive compound. It pulled at me, demanding I seek him out, submit to the connection neither of us wanted. I pressed my palm against the cold window glass, trying to ground myself against the sensation. "Fighting it only makes it worse." I spun around. Dominic stood in the doorway, having entered without a sound. He had changed into dark jeans and a fitted black shirt, looking less like a mafia Alpha and more like sin wrapped in expensive fabric.

Once again, they were becoming all affectionate and touchy. Hope filled his heart. If his difficult, mafia don, boss could get with the woman he had been obsessing over for years, maybe the future wasn’t all that bleak for him. Maybe, just maybe, he could get a chance and maybe if he played his cards right, he too could experience that contentment. As always, things never go according to plan, because before he could even get over the high of receiving a text from his crush, another message came in, one that made his eyes darken.

"My father died. My mother left. Donatella hates me. Jovani died because he got caught in my world and you—" "I'm right here." He squeezed my hand gently. “And I want you to know that I'm not leaving you anytime soon.” "What happens when my world destroys you too? When Sergei comes back and you get caught in the crossfire? When loving me costs you everything?" "Lorenzo—" "I kidnapped you." The words tumbled out, raw and jagged. "I took you from your life. I made you fall in love with your captor and now you're so deep in my world you can't get out. What kind of person does that? What kind of monster—"

I never meant to leave her immediately after taking her virginity all those years ago, but my time in the outside world was coming to an end, as my responsibilities to my family were only growing. Now, I was the head of the Russian mafia in California, I could have any woman in my bed whenever I wanted, so why was I pining over her like a lost puppy after just one encounter? Sure, I felt guilty when I though about my actions towards Amaya, but that didn't automatically make me a good man. I didn't get to where I was by being soft or beating myself up for past mistakes, because that was all I allowed myself to think of her as, a mistake. She was a factor I never expected to come into play, an

Either way, Felix lay down and went quiet. I bit my lip. My heart ached like needles were pressing into it from all sides. "I'm sorry," I said to his friends. "Felix isn't doing well tonight." "I won't take him home. Could you book a room upstairs for him to rest?" I picked up my bag and turned to leave. As I walked out, Felix's closest friend—a man named Marco who had been his underboss for years—stopped me. "Miss Sera," he said, trying to explain. "Don't take what Felix said to heart. He really does care about you. Luna is just… an old obsession. I can tell he loves you."

Lies, obsession, and forbidden love blur the lines between loyalty and betrayal, leaving them tangled in a web where survival demands the ultimate sacrifice. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. TROPES: MAFIA Amnesia Enemies to Lover MM/MFM Revenge Forced Marriage ______ CAGED- A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTÎVE ROMANCE SYNOPSIS ERICA Kidnapped. Sold. Caged. I should’ve known. But with the monster I was familiar with locked in a mental asylum I stopped looking over my shoulder. And that’s when the real monster in a Armani suit, with beautiful face and a dark accent decided to haunt my dreams and every waking moment.